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Do you love a good whodunnit? If so, you will love this rich and funny production of ‘The Mousetrap’ directed with great staging and humor by Sean Graney.

Agatha Christie's ‘The Mousetrap’ opened in London in 1952 and never stopped running. It is the longest running play in stage history, and for good reason. Its well-crafted script is entertaining throughout, is filled with colorful characters and keeps one guessing right until the very end. And Graney takes the play in a great direction by casting character actors with serious chops in all roles. 

Mollie and Giles Ralston (wonderfully played by Kate Fry and Allen Gilmore) are a newly married couple who have decided to turn the house she inherited into a bed and breakfast. The couple are a little overwhelmed by the flurry of guests that arrive on their opening when they all become snowbound in the house and get news that a murder has occurred nearby - and the killer is still at large, and most likely heading their way. It doesn’t take long before everyone becomes a suspect. 

While piecing clues together, audience members can enjoy an eyeful of color and textures in the fabulous set design thanks to scenic design by Arnel Sancianco with lighting by Claire Chrzan, sound by Kevin O’Donnell and costumes by Alison Siple, which include a tall window with real rain falling and a smoky fireplace are ominous and luxurious at the same time. The costumes for all cast members are stylish and multi-layered and particularly delightful to the eye are Alex Goodrich’s in head to toe orange patterns and David Cerda’s in a spectacular ensemble of royal purple with fur trim on his floor length winter coat.   

No spoiler alerts here, if you have never seen the play you will have a great time guessing who the murderer is and if you have seen it, this well done production will still keep you engaged right up until the end.

Erik Hellman gives a great performance as Detective Sgt. Trotter, the lawman who arrives on snow skis in the middle of the storm, earnestly trying to protect all the houseguests from becoming murder victims. 

My favorite performances in this cast came from Alex Goodrich as Christopher Wren and David Cerda as Mr. Paravicini. Both are outstanding. Cerda is well known for his superb camp theater productions as the Artistic Director, actor, resident playwright and co-founder of Hell in a Handbag Productions. In this very funny production, Cerda steals every scene he is in and provides great comic relief as the tension on the set builds and builds all while dressed to the nines in royal purple, silk knee high knickers. 

Goodrich has also made his mark in Chicago area theater and is perhaps best known for his many leading roles at Marriott Theatre and Chicago Shakespeare. The talented actor reminds me so much of another great Chicago comic actor, John C. Reilly, and he fills the room with an energy of youthful disgust mixed with childlike wonder as he flutters about the large stage getting big laughs with his over-the-top manic energy, spot on delivery and physical comedy.

Carolyn Ann Hoerdemann plays a very convincing and killable guest as the picky and annoying Mrs. Boyle, while Tina Munoz Pandya is mysterious as Miss Casewell and Lyonel Reneau gives us a strong Major Metcalf.

I highly recommend this funny, exciting, and well-paced production of the classic Agatha Christie murder mystery for a night of suspense and laughs on a cold wintry eve at the lovely Court Theatre. For more show information visit www.CourtTheatre.org.

Common sense dictates doing the right thing. On the surface, that seems obvious, but in August Wilson’s final play, Radio Golf, which premiered in 2005 and is receiving a timely and propulsive revival at Court Theatre, this is not at all clear. Though the characters are archetypal, and the situations contrived, it is precisely these extremes that cast the arguments of the play into sharp relief. What makes sense? No matter which side you choose in this examination of urban redevelopment, there is no outcome that benefits the residents of the Hill District or the protagonists of Wilson’s play, because no matter how far they have come, no matter what their ideals, it is 1997 and they are black and living in a racist America. Unfortunately, Wilson’s play has aged well—though broadly drawn, the events of the play are no less a reflection of American realities than they were two decades ago.

According to the program, director Ron OJ Parson has directed 25 productions of August Wilson’s plays. This is evident in his assured, lyrical work on this production. The characters are detailed, and the poetry of Wilson’s language emerges from the physical language of the blocking, so that the cracks in the sometimes conventional structure do not emerge until long after the final blackout. Though he allows Wilson’s humor to suffuse the evening, Parson has created a powerful and engrossing dialectic that offers much food for thought and few answers. Parson’s interpretation creates a sense of community and warm comradery among the characters, which accentuates the fact that the real threat lies beyond the action onstage. Given the surging poetry of Wilson’s script, it seems that this is the production that Wilson was writing to receive. Parson’s vision is complemented by a design team that is equally meticulous, setting the scene with unobtrusive but finely tuned details. Scenic designer Jack Magaw has created a grimy but well-appointed ground floor office for the Bedford Hills Development, Inc., jammed between neighboring buildings and accessed by a concrete stairwell. There are hints of the grandeur of the past in the tin ceiling and bay window, but the green-painted walls are stained, and the linoleum floor is more practical than elegant. Claire Chrzan lights most of the interior scenes in harsh, bright light, occasionally softened by practicals. She subtly shifts between moods and time, extending the magical realism to the windows of neighboring residences. Costume designer Rachel Anne Healy creates a period-perfect uniform for each character that allows each to evolve according to their fortunes, without veering into caricature. Sound designer Christopher M. LaPorte uses a funk-injected jazz score to set the tone, as well as contributing cool radio tracks and jarring sounds that invade the relative sanctuary of the office from the outside.

The cast of Radio Golf is uniformly excellent. As Harmond Wilks, the real estate developer hoping to bring back Pittsburgh’s Hill District while launching his bid to be mayor of both black and white citizens of the city, Allen Gilmore lends an Obama-esque, unruffled cool to his idealistic character, which gives way to almost petulant panic when he finds himself fighting for a future that seemed more secure than it turns out to be. As his golf-playing partner and newly-minted bank vice president Roosevelt Hicks, James Vincent Meredith is smoothly overbearing and casually abusive, while maintaining a boyish charm and ambition—he goes far enough in his self-serving tirades to draw derision but retains enough humanity to elicit sympathy. As Wilks’ wife, Mame Wilks, Ann Joseph is warm, no-nonsense and imperious; her attempt to open her husband’s eyes to the consequences of his choices for them both is heart-wrenching and powerful. Alfred H. Wilson plays Elder Joseph Barlow with a kinetic physicality that mirrors his scattershot philosophizing, rarely pausing as he reveals a strong gravitational center to his wandering thoughts. James T. Alfred brings comic timing and a self-aware physicality to the almost excessively forthright ex-con Sterling Johnson, who, while he has stopped punching everyone in the mouth to make himself feel good, still seems perfectly capable of doing so if he sees a need. As Wilks finds himself entangled in bonds that he thought had dissolved long ago, and Hicks finds himself presented with ways to turn his race into an asset, the battle lines are drawn, and it becomes clear that all the characters are casualties of a war that is being waged for profit by others, but there are promotions to be had if they join the winning side. As an ensemble, all the actors find the humor and good will in their characters, without allowing them to become bathetic or cartoonish. Though sometimes broadly drawn, each character finds his or her dignity in the sensitive and emotionally grounded portrayals onstage at Court.

Radio Golf alternates between laugh-out-loud (though at times decidedly un-PC) humor and incisive social commentary, spot-on examinations of familial and geographic loyalties and nearly stereotypical portraits of the members of a community and the different paths they take, and director Ron OJ Parsons and his expert cast, supported by a perfectly tuned design team, weave the tonal shifts into powerful, perfectly modulated quintet. On the surface, August Wilson’s final work may seem less haunting and lyrical than the previous plays of the ten-play Century Cycle that it completed, but this production belies that impression. Though some elements may seem facile, when the curtain comes down, one realizes that Wilson left behind a complex and uncompromising challenge for his audience. Wilson was an American who wrote about his country with awe, humor, rigor and compassion. In Radio Golf, he took on the issue of gentrification and redevelopment, and what happens when revitalization becomes disenfranchisement. In Court Theatre’s production, the play is an entertaining, empathetic and unyielding plea for doing the right thing, especially for those who wield the power to do so.

Radio Golf runs through September 30 at Court Theatre, 5535 S. Ellis Avenue, Chicago. Tickets, priced $50 - $74, are available at the Court Theatre Box Office, but calling (773)753-4472, or online at www.CourtTheatre.org.